So far her sister Sarah has not found out.With so much pussy, last week I was feeling I needed a cock, so on Wednesday I reached out to the random guy...I talked over grinder on Saint Patrick. If you have not read the entry, he was an average looking 24-year old guy getting bored at the same (straight and redneck) Patrick party i went to with Tina.So finally I met the guy. It took me almost an hour to get to his place on public transportation (what one has to do for cock), met him at his shared. “I not only want to watch you do it, but I want to taste you when you finish,” I whispered, and kissed him eagerly. I trembled with nerves and desire, and wondered whether he would dismiss me - think me gross, or a freak. He disentangled himself from my embrace and stood up. I looked up at him, lousy with lust. He turned toward his bedroom and took a few steps, but then turned to me again.“I’ll do whatever you ask of me, I’ve proved that, but can I ask something of you?” he said gently. I. "I didn't say anything and neither did the woman I was with. My cock just died and I pulled it out of her sloppy pussy and fastened up my jeans. I told her that it was my wife and I had just made the biggest mistake of my life. I apologized to her and left. I rode by my house but was afraid to take a chance on going in. Diane had a temper bad enough that her threat could be for real. I wasn't about to take that chance.I stopped by my parents and slept on the couch. I told my dad that I had made. ”Daryl smiles slyly at the officer. “If you’ll take a second look, there is another address.”The detective flips the paper up and grins, even reddening in the face a little. “I guess you’d like the transport delivered there.”The Marshall nods. “I’d like you to personally deliver it there. I will pick it up before I leave this planet.” Then without another word, he turns and walks to his ride. The detective will never see the start of a new day, nor is the evidence ever going to be used for.